My Book of Yesterday

A new day has been born through the struggles of the pregnant night. And as I sit in this serene environmen To flip through the books of yesterday What warms me up from the inside also try to tears me apart It shows me where I fall and where I stand tall It gives me the smiles just as it comes along with the frowns So I sit here with this naked face Soo confuse as to what to wear Those smiles or the frowns Then the joy became great, As I flip to the next page It started on a sunny day with some sunflowers And ended on a half-full moon night, With brighter stars This is what everyone will hold so dear and never will let go For the marks they created is indelible Then tears rolled down my face As I glance through the next the page This is the list of missing people Not for those twinkle stars that gradually faded and disappear Leaving the naked skies But for those who now dwell beneath the bedrocks Leaving their souls in the heavens above the skies And all of a sudden their voices started echoing in my ears Like time didn't fold nights and spread days Just like the elderly didn't turn old And grow gray.